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... peaceful life of Wordsworth prove the mastery he obtained over his naturally impetuous temperament . Shortly after the death of their mother , William and his elder brother , Richard , were sent to the grammar- school at Hawkshead , a ...
... peaceful life of Wordsworth prove the mastery he obtained over his naturally impetuous temperament . Shortly after the death of their mother , William and his elder brother , Richard , were sent to the grammar- school at Hawkshead , a ...
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... peace , but peace with a smiling aspect , wooing society and sympathy . Grasmere ap- peared to be spread out in the mountain recesses as an abode for lonely , silent , pensive meditation , for the inspired imagination , which in still ...
... peace , but peace with a smiling aspect , wooing society and sympathy . Grasmere ap- peared to be spread out in the mountain recesses as an abode for lonely , silent , pensive meditation , for the inspired imagination , which in still ...
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... peaceful water . This is particularly true with respect to the vale , properly so called , which spreads between the head ... peace and benignity , and of gentle and holy sweetness to the whole scene . ' At the time of Channing's visit ...
... peaceful water . This is particularly true with respect to the vale , properly so called , which spreads between the head ... peace and benignity , and of gentle and holy sweetness to the whole scene . ' At the time of Channing's visit ...
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... peaceful Grasmere cottage , where , in the words of the ever interesting Diary , ' we found Mary in perfect health , —Joanna Hutchinson with her , and little John asleep in the clothes basket by the fire ' . Poets are proverbially an ...
... peaceful Grasmere cottage , where , in the words of the ever interesting Diary , ' we found Mary in perfect health , —Joanna Hutchinson with her , and little John asleep in the clothes basket by the fire ' . Poets are proverbially an ...
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... peace , the local scenery Paradise for his eye , in Miltonic beauty , lying outside his windows ; Paradise for his heart , in the perpetual happiness of his own fireside ; and , finally , when in- creasing years might be supposed to ...
... peace , the local scenery Paradise for his eye , in Miltonic beauty , lying outside his windows ; Paradise for his heart , in the perpetual happiness of his own fireside ; and , finally , when in- creasing years might be supposed to ...
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Sida 340 - And these my exhortations ! Nor, perchance, If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence...
Sida 345 - Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts today Feel the gladness of the May!
Sida 318 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition , sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn ; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Sida 346 - Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Sida 346 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Sida 339 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive ; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Sida 345 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers...
Sida 27 - DURING the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Sida 124 - The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him; it was blessedness and love!
Sida 345 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!